| and then you suddenly became grateful. |
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| and i thought to myself that i missed his heat..
now i know i only missed him missing me...
and now i'm gone. now i'm done. there is nothing left under the sun..
so here is my hello..as another change is met
and another time spent thinking to myself
what a wonderful life we live.
yes what a wonderful life we live. |
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| the shadow of your sillhouette
shades across my memory
covering the remains of what was lost
and each intriguing art of acquiring experience
settled under your outline
and i knew that nothing i knew would ever be seen another time
so a shaky start impaires my fall
in all my wakes and wants
to touch but not to love
would be desirable enough
when the moment finally hits
satisfaction, but not to the brim
will fog around like clouds of breath
when it's cold
and someday
I'll feel the better
pressed against the words i told
and some while will come
before she can love like i can touch
but they are interchangeable enough
some dust creased this cloth
like your numbness to my laugh
embellishes what i was taught
so i'll fall into your line
but not into your line of thought
and i'm controlled by this disrespect I've fought
I knew i would never know you like I swore i would one day.
and that is my crap.
dear you..darn it.
thats all i can say.
at debate today i went 3-2
9 speaker points...woohoo.
yes i did pray before every round... |
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| Then he lost the poems he had asked to read and i felt like again i thought someone cared
and they didnt.
what's funny is i didnt feel like i was the reason he didnt care...more like its okay. |
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